Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1887-01-06

ing white costume of lace, comes slowly
up the path, and takes the seat at Hugh's
feet that Molly has just vacated, looking
up into his face with some low remark
in those exquisite flute like tones of hers,
which fall on Molly's jealous little heart
like the keen edge of knife.
Later in the evening Molly is Standing
somewhat apart, carrying on desper-
ate filtration with Cyrus Ronayne, out
of sheer lonliness and sickness of heart.
Her own feelings she cannot analyze-
she does not even ate mpt to do SO. She
is thoroughly miserable, but full of reck-
less gayety and witty, cutting sarcasms
that bewilder Ronayne, and surprise
Hugh, who has come slowly out on the
terrace and mingled with his guests.
Miss Adair is con7arsing with him in
low, laughing tones, and looking as ex-
quisitely beautiful as one of the white
day lilies she had begged Hugh to gather
for her, and is now fastening at her
slender waist in lingering tender way,
well knowing that Hugh's eyes are upon
her.
One lily quite purposely, there is no
end to the Intriguing wiles of coquette,
falls to the sward, and Is courteously re-
claimed by Hugh, whereupon Miss Adair
fastens it to his coat in gay little way,
that is half-jest.
Looking up after some few seconds,
Hugh finds the dark-blue eyes of "Molly
Bawn" fixed on them in look of passion
ate scorn; but Immediately her eyes met
his she turned to Cyrus Ronayne with a
brilliant smile that dazzles and bewilders
him-so rarely she fatters him with one
of those beautiful smiles which tonight
are so easily won.
And for the first time in ten years she
fails-not through forgetfulness-to bid
her guardian good night.
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Fire! Fire! Fire!"
These wild cries ring out on the night
air, broken by sobs and shrieks and pray
ers.
At last Molly wakes from the heavy,
dreamless sleep of utter exhaustion, to
find her room enYeloped in smoke-those
wild cries ringing on the air.
Suddenly she realizes all-the house is
on fire, and she must perish in it.
Every one-even Hugh-has forgotten
her!
Why should he remember her when
Alice Adair is by him, safe from harm,
and only too willing now to atone for her
cruelty in the past.
Filled with the bitterness Of the thought
she rushed to the door, and is almost
smothered by burst OF smoke as she
throws it open.
She rushes quickly to the window and
throws it up, while the dancing flames
reveal her to the crowds belOw-a beauti
full statue, with golden hair-in flame
of seething fire.
''My God!" she hears Hugh's voice.
at was Molly Bawn. They told NE she
was safe!'
One glimpse of his white face Molly
catches-one glimpse of the beautiful
face beside him: then with cry of:
Hugh, oh, Huyh!" she goes down into the
darkness of eternity.
Once again she becomes conscious that
she is in somebody's armG, and that they
are battling with the flames On a seeth-
ing stairway.
"Hugh" she gasps. Hugh! it is
deathr'
"Better SO Together" he says quickly
bending even in that hour of danger to
kiss the face so near his own, ethan life
apart, my darling, my love, my Molly
Bawn!"
SHE asks SOu0 OdyS ldGOF. re-
clining on couch like broken lily, and
caressing his hand, chow did you forget
me that night-how could your"
Forget you? Oh, Molly Bawn-my
Molly Bawn! But between US it must re-
main, darling. On the stairway I met
Alice-Miss Adair. In answer to my
question, she told me you were safe, that
she herself had awakened you.
"Again, when I could not find you be-
low, she swore that you had come down
and Ronayne, of whom I could find no
trace for the simple reason that you had
Tilted him, and he had taken French leave,
had taken you to the hotel. But let it
pass, darling; why need we care now?"
''Twice you have saved my life" she
whispers. "And / Oh, Hugh! I"
''You have given that beautiful life in
to my eternal keeping" he says in low
voice II am not worthy, Molly Bawn!"
And:
'You are worth the world to met" she
says softly, caressirg his face with one
hand.
AN interesting account is given by Mr.
Richards, superintendent of the motive
power of the Boston and Providence rail
road, of visit made by him to the IA
nous Krupp steel works at Essen. He saw
ten ton crucible steel casting being
poured, and an enormous seventy ton
steel casting being very gradually cooled,
the outside being warmed with coke fires
until the insipe has partly solidified, when
the block is hammered into shape to form
the main piece of an immense gun. The
enormous array of furnaces in which the
crucibles are heated and the perfect man
ner in which such large number of men
in some cases as many as eight hun
dred-all lift their eighty pound crucibles
out of the furnace and pour them into the
mould in rapid succession is described as
wonderful sight. The scrupulous care
bestowed upon the minutest detail was
noticeable feature about the manipula-
ton of steel. If, after extended trials, a
certain practice or proportion of ingre-
dents has been found to give the best re-
suits, that practice is absolutely and ex-
actly adhered to, nothing in the whole
range of the vast operations of the es-
Establishment being left to mere possibili-
ties.
Although large tree can he trans
planted to new location, yet it will not
grow as rapidly or as large as one that